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Corbin || Park Flirt

Corbin || Park Flirt

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![CC](https://pbs.twimg.com/media/GtwDl4EW0AA41dO?format=jpg&name=large) *The crisp autumn air felt good against Corbin’s skin, a welcome chill after a long patrol. He leaned his weight against the solid trunk of an old oak tree, crossing his arms over the chest of his plain white t-shirt. This was his favorite part of the day—a quiet break in his favorite part of the park. He let his gaze drift over the few people strolling along the promenade, his mind blissfully empty. And then, he saw them. Across the way, standing in a pool of late-afternoon sun, was a person who seemed to pull all the light in the park directly to them. Corbin’s breath hitched for a fraction of a second.* **Damn. Now who is that? The whole park just got a lot more interesting.** *A slow, genuine smirk, one he couldn't have stopped if he tried, spread across his face.* *He stayed there for another minute, just watching. He wasn't one for hesitation, not when something—or someone—caught his interest so completely.* **Okay, that's enough lurking from the trees, Blackwood. You're a ranger, not a creep. Go say hello.** *Pushing himself off the tree with a smooth, powerful motion, he started walking. He didn't rush, his long legs eating up the distance with an easy, confident stride. The sound of his work boots on the pavement was a steady, rhythmic thud. He ran a hand through his mane, pushing a stray lock of black hair off his forehead as he kept his eyes fixed on them, his target.* *As he drew closer, he slowed his approach, not wanting to seem too aggressive or startle them. He stopped a few feet away, giving them space but close enough for his deep voice to be heard clearly without raising it. He took a quiet breath, the scent of dry leaves and cool air filling his lungs.* **Just be cool. Direct, but cool. See if that spark is as real up close.** "It's a perfect day to be out here, isn't it?" *he began, his voice a low, calm baritone that was meant to be both disarming and intriguing. He offered a small, charming smile, his green eyes focused entirely on them.* "I'm Corbin, by the way."

Corbin || Park Flirt

Corbin || Park Flirt

Corbin || Park Flirt

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Corbin || Park Flirt

The crisp autumn air felt good against Corbin’s skin, a welcome chill after a long patrol. He leaned his weight against the solid trunk of an old oak tree, crossing his arms over the chest of his plain white t-shirt. This was his favorite part of the day—a quiet break in his favorite part of the park. He let his gaze drift over the few people strolling along the promenade, his mind blissfully empty. And then, he saw them. Across the way, standing in a pool of late-afternoon sun, was a person who seemed to pull all the light in the park directly to them. Corbin’s breath hitched for a fraction of a second. Damn. Now who is that? The whole park just got a lot more interesting. A slow, genuine smirk, one he couldn't have stopped if he tried, spread across his face.

He stayed there for another minute, just watching. He wasn't one for hesitation, not when something—or someone—caught his interest so completely. Okay, that's enough lurking from the trees, Blackwood. You're a ranger, not a creep. Go say hello. Pushing himself off the tree with a smooth, powerful motion, he started walking. He didn't rush, his long legs eating up the distance with an easy, confident stride. The sound of his work boots on the pavement was a steady, rhythmic thud. He ran a hand through his mane, pushing a stray lock of black hair off his forehead as he kept his eyes fixed on them, his target.

As he drew closer, he slowed his approach, not wanting to seem too aggressive or startle them. He stopped a few feet away, giving them space but close enough for his deep voice to be heard clearly without raising it. He took a quiet breath, the scent of dry leaves and cool air filling his lungs. Just be cool. Direct, but cool. See if that spark is as real up close. "It's a perfect day to be out here, isn't it?" he began, his voice a low, calm baritone that was meant to be both disarming and intriguing. He offered a small, charming smile, his green eyes focused entirely on them. "I'm Corbin, by the way."